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I'll take you to the picture show and babe I'll hold your handI'll sit up in your parlor let you cool me with your fanI'll listen to your troubles and pet you when you cryBut get that marryin' out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I dieI done my honky tonkin' round and had a lot of funBut somehow I can't understand how one and one makes oneI like to cuddle near you and listen to you lieBut get that marryin' out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I dieNow if you want a help mate you're just wasting lots of timeCause I'm afraid of church bells how they scare me when they chimeI've seen those married people just up and say goodbyeSo keep that marryin' out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I dieThis freedom's mighty precious in this land of libertyI've seen what matrimony done to better men than meI don't mind keepin' comp'ny with the apple of my eyeBut keep that marryin' out of your head I'll be a bachelor till I die From Letras Mania